I will be crowned king

Outside the city of Beluga Port, the Jihadist Army's defense line.

As Ludwig began to deliberately shrink the defense line, the trend of the Crusaders' defeat on the position became more and more obvious. The soldiers whose morale had already dropped to freezing point began to flee regardless of the order to retreat almost as soon as the officers were shouted hoarse. The roar of the enemy and the gunfire of the supervising team could not be stopped.

At the same time, the Hantu Army, which had "high hopes", seemed to have encountered a small setback in attacking difficulties - because it was a forced march and a lot of supplies were left behind, it only had a pitiful seven or eight artillery pieces, and none of them were still available. It is an infantry support weapon such as a three-pounder. The shells will not leave even a hole in the wall.

Léon Francois, who cherished his subordinates, never issued an order to attack, but chose a steady and steady approach. In his words, "The more steadily the Hantu Army behaves, the greater the damage it can cause to the enemy." The pressure completely overwhelms the opponent in terms of momentum."

It is debatable whether they were overwhelmed by the momentum of the Jihadi Army, but the hundreds of New World Legion members responsible for holding the stronghold were at least quite at ease - just firing a few shots and two cannons could deter the enemy's attack. This kind of "one-shot" Don’t feel too comfortable with the feeling of “defying a hundred”.

As for the specific reason...whatever, if the enemy reacts and cooperates with Fernando's regiment who is imprisoned in the stronghold, they will be dead; although Louis Bernard and Anson gave them the order to hold on for half an hour. Even if you win, who likes to be a prisoner? If you can hold on for a little longer, just for a little while!

So Ludwig was already organizing a retreat in a planned way, and the Hantu Army launched an extremely steady offensive. The 60,000-strong army and 600 defenders came and went... Only Arthur Herred led his army, which had already suffered a lot of casualties. The Jihadi Legion is still desperately organizing a defense line, trying to stabilize the war situation.

But he didn't know that the battlefield Ludwig prepared for him from the beginning was a perfect "trap" - any commander with normal intelligence would easily guess that the New World Army occupying the Beluga Port headquarters must be Break through the defense line from the east side. Unless no soldiers are left on the west side of the defense line, they will definitely not choose such an uneconomical main attack direction.

Therefore, no matter how hard Arthur tried, it would not affect the subsequent battle situation. Instead, he tried his best to maintain the defense line and launched counterattacks over and over again to attract a lot of attention from the New World Army, allowing Ludwig to more calmly withdraw the army in batches. Down, it will not turn into a disorderly retreat.

However, the majestic leader of the Clovis Holy War Legion would not do such a thing as cheating his teammates... The enemy's main attack direction is still on the northwest side. As long as the city gate is breached, no matter what Arthur Herrider is next, Whether you retreat or break out, you won't encounter too many obstacles.

Of course, if he was surrounded by enemies purely due to his own reasons - such as going crazy to find a duel with Louis Bernard - then it would have nothing to do with him.

At 16:55, the main force of Sail City and the fifth infantry regiment led by Carl Bain all entered the battlefield. The east side position was completely occupied, and the city gate was already in sight.

Contrary to the overly stable Hantu Army, the New Continent Army, which was eager to open up the situation, really put all its strength into the attack. Even the outpost skirmishers had completely lost their organization and were simply fighting each other in companies and platoons. In order to fight, he dropped the lone enemy and cooperated with the nearby troops to break through crazily to the front.

"The Grenadier Regiment advances quickly and follows the enemy's retreat to occupy the position headquarters. Don't delay for a moment!"

Under the sky-high firelight and gunpowder smoke, Anson, who personally rushed to the first line of defense, shouted loudly to the guard company behind him. The Inquisitor's revolver in his hand had already been aimed at a figure flashing in the smoke.

At this point in the battle, it no longer makes sense to continue to command from the rear. In addition, for the next battle, a headquarters closer to the battlefield, or city wall, needs to be established as soon as possible to facilitate subsequent... negotiations.

After all, the core goal of this battle has never been to defeat the Jihadi Army - which is impossible with the strength of the New World Legion - but to use the opportunities of various forces to contain the wall to preemptively and steer the situation in a direction that is beneficial to itself.

In fact, from beginning to end, what Anson was most afraid of was never how many forces from the Old World the Holy See could gather, but whether he would be willing to put aside his dignity and actively win over the colonial upper class in the New World; depending on the level of softness of those people, the final outcome would be determined. It's really between ambiguities.

After all, the banner of "Free Confederacy" has been his only shield and a name to win over local forces from beginning to end. Without this, not to mention other colonies, even Louis Bernard will no longer be able to stand on his side. The Rune family really only had the Ice Dragon Fjord territory in their hands, and there was no room for strategic detours, let alone the support and investment from the Bernard and Roland families. When Franz and Clovis abandoned them It will definitely be more decisive.

Fortunately, the Holy See did not do this, and the Order protected them.

Not only did they not, they also regarded these colonies as cakes that could be divided up. This gave Anson the possibility to unite the "cakes" and face a group of diners who wanted to share the cakes.

Some of these diners want to drink milk, and some simply want to kill the cows and eat meat. Of course, Anson is trying to win over those who want to drink milk, and jointly target certain meat lovers.

"boom--!!!!"

The golden flame exploded just before the trigger was pulled, and an afterimage jumped up from the smoke, pulling the tail of the flame, and rushed towards this side.

"Commander-in-Chief, the Second Infantry Regiment is coming for reinforcements!"

Alexey, who was wielding a flaming sword, still held a burning eleven-star ring flag in his left hand. However, with the blessing of the power of blood, the flag never showed signs of burning out, just like a lonely lighthouse standing on the sea under the starry sky. , extremely eye-catching in the chaotic battlefield.

Not only Anson, but also the guards and soldiers behind him were stunned - Mr. Captain, do you think the enemy's cold guns and artillery fire are not accurate enough, and do you need to make the living target more eye-catching?

But Alexei didn't seem to think so at all, and even asked the Second Infantry Regiment, which had followed him all the way up to cover up the enemy, to line up on the spot, proudly puffing up their chests - of the entire Storm Legion, only his regiment remained. Can maintain a complete organizational structure.

"Aren't you supposed to be responsible for covering the flanks of the Fourth Infantry Regiment? Why are you here?"

"You are talking about Leo, they have disappeared long ago...ah, what I mean is that they advanced too fast during the attack and could not keep up with the speed of the Fourth Infantry Regiment."

Realizing that there was a misunderstanding in what he said, Alexei did not forget to add an explanation: "When we last encountered them, they were attacking a fort near the northwest city gate. It became unclear after that... They were probably going to reinforce the Chief of Staff. On the side?"

"Then this military flag in your hand..."

"Of course it's to find nearby friendly forces as soon as possible!" Alexei's face was filled with a naturally surprised smile:

"Isn't this how I found you?"

Anson Bach: "..."

Although I don’t know what to say, the current battle situation is really like this... Due to the task of breaking through and not getting much cover, the Storm Legion, which fights independently, has to cover and support itself. Five Each infantry regiment has its own tasks, and even each battalion under each regiment must be responsible for fighting in a certain area...

Under the all-out attack, the troops were quickly scattered in every corner of the entire battlefield; the troops that rushed quickly could not find their superiors, so they had to look for nearby troops to cooperate. A skirmisher company of the Fourth Infantry Regiment Probably being commanded by a company commander of the 3rd Infantry Regiment, covering a well-equipped grenadier platoon.

It is indeed extremely rare for Alexei to insist on ensuring the integrity of the organization under such circumstances - although the commander of the Second Infantry Regiment suffered a lot of casualties in the Battle of Slave Port, and this time he only undertook the cover mission.

"boom--!!!!"

The sound of gunfire had already covered the entire battlefield, but the two of them were still attracted by the rising fire in the distance - the exploding fire ball seemed to be split in the middle, with only half of it affected.

"It's Norton. He has already rushed to the city wall?!"

Alexey looked surprised and stared straight at the southwest side of the battlefield: "Wait a minute, isn't their mission supposed to harass the enemy's defenders on the western front? Why are they traveling so far?"

"Ask me, why didn't you ask the guy who was supposed to be here?!"

The dark-skinned Norton Crosell spit out his cover, and there were still faint traces of burns on his right hand that opened the power of blood. The unhappy commander of the Fourth Infantry Regiment complained: "I have to say, Lieutenant Colonel Leo, you My luck has been good, and there is nothing I can do if I am half a step behind."

Leo, who survived, glanced at his savior, and then at the blackened and smoking fort not far away. He felt as if he had been reborn.

No one expected that a group of fleeing soldiers would actually light the fuse before leaving, and move the muzzle of the gun to face the ammunition boxes scattered nearby - Norton Crosell was right, he If he didn't come, he and half of the company would probably be dead.

"...Thank you."

"You're welcome... Well, didn't you go to reinforce the Chief of Staff? Why are you still at the city gate to the north?" Norton curiously looked at Leo lying on the ground: "Who is over there now?"

"No need to ask, of course it's our Fourth Infantry Regiment!" Leo was so troubled that he couldn't explain:

"Originally, only the Grenadier Regiment was responsible for the main attack mission, but Miss Lisa ran from the headquarters to the battlefield at some unknown time... You also know that Fabian only knows how to fulfill the commander-in-chief's orders, so the task of covering the eldest daughter is …”

"...Well, leave the cleaning work here to us."

Norton felt that there was no need to continue this topic: "Please also fulfill your responsibilities and be sure to...well, pay attention to your own personal safety."

Norton, who helped Leo up, turned and left. As soon as he left, a loud bugle suddenly sounded from above the city gate not far away, and a tattered eleven-three-ringed flag buzzed on the city wall.

"Captain, someone is attacking the city gate!"

Before the commander of the 4th Infantry Regiment could sigh, his entire attention was attracted by the exclamations of his subordinates: "Oh... well, it seems to be our regiment. Those guys from our regiment who rushed over with Miss Lisa, I See his face!”

Leo: "...Attack! Attack! Attack! Long live Miss Lisa Bach, long live the Commander-in-Chief - everyone rush forward with me. The first victory in this battle is our team!"

The sudden flag instantly attracted the attention of the entire battlefield. The morale of the Jihadi Army, which was still barely holding on, instantly dropped to the freezing point. The front that could still be held began to collapse at the first touch.

The so-called collapse often does not occur at a certain moment, but is the final result of continuous accumulation. However, it is often marked by a certain signal or an event, and all the accumulation explodes in an instant, completing a change from quantitative to qualitative change. the process of.

For the attack and defense of Beluga Port, the sudden appearance of the eleven-star ring flag above the city gate was the symbol of all outbreaks - the New World Army finally saw the dawn of victory, no matter where they were, whether they were attacking or being blocked by the enemy. They couldn't hold their heads up, and now they could no longer stop their determination to move forward.

Of course, even if it is a good thing, it does not mean that everyone will think on the bright side.

"The Fourth Infantry Regiment...how come all the good things come from that bastard Leo?!"

Under the fort that had just been breached, Carl Bain cursed and threw the telescope on the ground - he guarded the White Whale Port headquarters for a day and night with fear, and even risked exposure by unplugging the telescopes on both sides of the Ice Dragon Fjord. At the outpost, it was finally time to pick peaches, but my colleagues beat me to it.

Julien, commander of the Fifth Infantry Regiment on the side, continued to comfort him, but his expression was obviously unwilling, and he really couldn't say anything as noble and selfless as "I'm really happy for my comrades."

But the fighting continued, and the Fourth Infantry Regiment only attacked the city wall. The gates of Beluga Harbor were still locked, and it would take time to bring in the artillery.

"There's no need, leave this place to me!"

Louis Bernard, with a solemn look on his face, pushed away the guards who were still trying to stop him, and was surrounded by panting soldiers and arrived directly below the city gate.

Looking at the already crumbling door, the young knight with a heavy heart grasped the handle of the knife, slowly exerted force on his palm, opened his steps, and leaned forward, like a long bow ready to strike.

Outside the door are warriors who long for freedom and fight for independence;

Behind the door are the jihadists pursuing their faith and embarking on an expedition in the name of the Ring of Order;

Comrade-in-arms, blood relatives, beliefs, homeland, tradition, persistence... things that I once believed in deeply seem to have become extremely chaotic now.

But in the chaos, there is a clearly visible path; I am confused, but I know which one is correct.

So, the Empire, the Ring of Order...

Please forgive me……

At this moment, I wave my sword at you!

"Open the door!!!!"